NAJM Chosen

Summary: They’ve been doing this for centuries, different world, different times, Seven different people, but the same souls. They were chosen by Infinity, the all Father A game for his children Life & Death.

Prologue: The Games begin with The End.

Thousands of light-years away and a few
dimensional jumps from home was not the beginning of our story, but somewhere
in the in-between, the game had started so long ago that the start was lost,
like a circle we would never know where the beginning started and the end
finished. Here and now seemed as good as any place to jump right in. The world
was called Pexi, their belief was simple, the way you live your life now would
reflect the way your next life would start, see their belief was with death
comes life, end turns to beginning, that alone one of the signs that this was
the place to start.

Sadly
enough Fu-a would come to full power moments before they would be of any use to
save her life. To save her home. Her silver and jade green would burst to life
above her fallen form just after she would get the understanding. This was unlike anything they were taught.
But for now, in the final moments of her life she would sit and become lost in
his colors.

The light was memorizing, it rose from his body as his
last breath left swollen lips, a fluoresce glow of blacks and gray, such dark
colors turned so bright. She watched them, not daring to look down. Her hands
were numbly tight in his own limp ones. She didn’t dare look anywhere but the
dark glow before her. This is what they were to become in the end of it all.
She saw glimpse of the others, the dark and light shades of purple from Jei,
Ken-Da his glowed the colors of the night and day sky, two-toned blues. Not far
from him Rosie’s bright white and sunshine yellow could be seen from the corner
of her right eye. Millie, she barely saw, but could image the pink and gold a
shimmer of brilliance. Anson wasn’t much different, vibrant red and orange made
it look like his body was cast in flames. She didn’t dare turn to inspect her
friends’ lights. Knew they still glowed over their fallen forms just because
the field was so bright, the full moon’s gaze couldn’t even compare.

“Come
child; Let me ease your suffering this time.” A man called not too far behind
her. She froze. She knew he was there, Master.
He found them easy enough, their chance had barely begun a few months after the
tests and they had dropped like flies. Where
was their Goddess in red?

“Why?”
she didn’t actually think she had it in her to question such power. Footsteps behind
her stilled, and briefly she wondered if the question shocked him too. The
footsteps continued and soon enough he was right behind her. His gaze had left
her and traveled around to the others. Giving each fallen form a moment of his
time.

Their
final resting place was a silent valley, waist length neon green wheat grass
grew farther then the eye could see, days away from any village in every
direction. The seven thought for any battle it was better away from all
innocent bystanders. The less harmed the less their consciousness would eat at them,
during the tests many innocents were lost and some of them couldn’t take
another hit.

Her
thoughts turned to young Rosie, she was barely 14 summers and called with such
a large task as their healer, she hadn’t the training to save everyone, Ken-Da,
he was the oldest but his war torn hands could shed no more blood, he was their
protector. He fell thinking he failed them; they failed themselves, their home,
and their world. She was last, left to bask in the regrets.

“It’s
all for the cycle darling one.” The man whispered into her ear. “Just how the
games end.” A sudden ache pulled at her, causing her to stand and whirled
around. This man, The Master, lifted to his feet with ease and took a single
step back, He was so different than their Goddess.

Aside
from height, they both reach an outstanding 8 and ½ feet. They were opposite in
every other aspect. Where she was pale like the moons glow, and hair the color
of the darkest night, he had the darkest coco skin she had ever seen, and the
brightest sun kissed hair. Their eyes both glowed differently. The Goddess’s a
vibrant red, matching the silk kimono she wore; His were an intense shade of
stormy gray. His clothing consisted of dark black harem pants, and a silver
short vest that remained open to show case his bare chest and solid form.

“But
Why? Why must you destroy?” she demanded. She grew angry and her pale skin
flushed red. She felt the heat of her power build in her body. What she planned
to do she had no idea, but she would not go out being such a coward. She
grasped her power with the moon, and now it was full and big, willing and able
to bend to her commands.

“You
ask me that ever time child” He muttered, looking down to her. She was so small
compared to him, he was a giant compared to her. Soft golden locks fell from
behind her pointed ears as the wind picked up, a dark shadow covered the two
and she didn’t dare look up. She knew it was his beast, his loyal serpent. “And
I give you the same answer each time.”

“What
would that be?” She didn’t ask what he meant when he told her that she always
asked the same question, aside from today the two had never talked. She looked
up to him, stormy eyes met ocean blues. She surly would remember.

Then a flash of
light hit her. She held a gasp of pain and before her, memories came through.
Thousands, always looking at those eyes, they use to be so light and free, each
image they darkened and turned cold, each flash she watched him turn to this
cold emotionless being. She shook herself free of the images, though they tried
to crawl around, tried to regain control, but she was stronger. She gasped in a
breath of crisp air and looked back up at him.

His
eyes were so cold and empty and she gasped out her one last question. “Why?”
before he plunged his fist straight through her stomach her eyes flew open and
she breathed her last breath, the light floated from her still form once The
Master withdrew his fist and she fell to the ground, face pale with specks of green
blood, her gaze was left to look at the bright full blown moon above her. Her
light shimmering silver, with jade flecks was the last to awaken, but the first
to move, it rose towards The Master, floating before him, he couldn’t help
himself to try and touch, but it stayed just out of his reach. It then floated
towards the skies, up to the moon and split into 6 pieces, the other colors
following suit and they too split into 6 pieces, the colors spread up to the
heavens and The Master stood watching till they disappeared. Behind him resting
belly to the ground was a large green and blue sea dragon; whiskers billowed in
the wind, amber eyes watching his master.

The
games would begin again once the souls settled; they only had six more rounds,
at least six more before He woke up. He would cause them the trouble and
time. The Master was starting to truly tire of this game.

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